A Summer Spark - A BoyxBoy Story

Chapter 9 - Gasoline

Tonight was probably the most relaxed night of them all, mainly due to the fact that not much drinking was going on. There still was; but it was a lot more controlled as everyone shifted back a gear, slowly sipping at their beverages unlike previous nights. Even I was drinking; my body not feeling as tense as it was the night before. I wasn't drinking much like everyone else but enough to make me feel warm on the inside.

We all sat around the fire as Kevin held an old acoustic guitar in his hands. He's not actually too bad at it if I'm completely honest; he's actually really damn good. His dad started teaching him when he was little and he was a natural, picking up the skill almost instantly. I on the other hand; wasn't so fortunate. I was always a little jealous of Kev's dad teaching him to play so I asked Kev and he tried to teach me. I never realised how uncoordinated I was with instruments until that day; let's just say I was no longer jealous of Kev.

He twisted the pegs, lightly strumming a few times in between tuning the strings. It wasn't the nicest guitar out because, as I said, it was old. He has a few other ones but this particular one has always been his favourite. It used to be his dad's guitar before he handed it down to him on his 13th birthday. Still to this day he says it's the best present he's ever received. I smiled, remembering how excited he was when he told me about it almost immediately after he got it. I never really understood why he was so happy about something that was used and handed down from his dad; but it always made me so happy to see him like that whether I understood it or not.

"And I think we're good" He grinned as he twisted the peg one last time. He strummed once more before nodding his head approvingly, "Good girl" he praised quietly. Oh yeah, his guitar is a girl named Ellie. Don't ask; I don't know either. "What do youse want to hear?" He focused his attention back to us.

There was a few shrugs around the fire so I took the liberty upon myself to respond. "Surprise us" I smiled, tipping my beer in his direction.

"Thank god" he sighed, "I thought someone was going to ask something I didn't know" he chuckled.

"You're in control" I laughed, "You can play whatever you want"

He thought for a second. "Tell me to stop at any time if you get bored" he stated to all of us, probably feeling a little nervous with his little crowd.

"Just play a damn song!" Seb shouted teasingly, he could probably sense his nerves as well.

"Fine!" Kev countered, a little quieter than Seb. "This was the first song my dad taught me how to play on the guitar". I knew what it was before he even started playing it. It was 'Hotel California' by the Eagles; he use to play it all the time before he started learning anything else. I'd say he's starting with this one because it's the one he's most comfortable with.

Did I also forget to mention that Kevin could sing? Like really sing. He gets enough attention from the ladies as it is but if they knew what he sounded like at times like this he'd be even more irresistible. Now that I think about it, I don't think Teegan or Imogen have ever heard him sing before. Skye, being his sister, would probably know all too well because when he practiced a song; he really practiced a song.

I couldn't help but notice Teegan's eyes widen as he started singing. I'm guessing he didn't sound like how she thought he was going to sound. I also couldn't help but notice as he winked at her; a light blush consuming her cheeks. Only then did I realise that I've been a little selfish. With everything going on with Chase I completely forgot that Kev had his eye on Teegan. Something could have happened between them and I wouldn't even know about it. I guess I'll have to find out later.

I glanced over at Chase as he sat on the ground once again. He must really like sitting on the ground. I smiled as he subtly mouthed the words alongside Kev; tapping his bottle against his knee in a timely rhythm, he must like this song. I can't blame him though, The Eagles are a classic. I listened to the words as they left Kev's mouth, appreciating just how smooth his accent sounded as he sang. He played the song a little differently to the original; it was a little slower. He always thought it sounded better like that and listening to it now I think I'd have to agree.